Blurry & Happy Birthday to My Baby Boy
First of all…Â somehow, someone got toÂ my blogÂ doing a Google searchÂ for “how to write hot and steamy love letters”. I’m not sure this is the right place, but I could certainly give you some pointers if you want to write hot and steamy sex scenes. 😉
Okayâ€¦ soâ€¦my home loan was approved. I signed all the paperwork last night (hey the loan guy wasnâ€™t bad lookingâ€¦haha). I still have some paperwork to get faxed to him, but I think itâ€™s pretty much done. My inspection is on Saturday, bright and early.
Iâ€™ve already started packing. Just the CDs and DVDs. Next Iâ€™ll pack up the books and the stuff on the desk I donâ€™t need. I think. I have no bloody idea to be perfectly honest. Feeling just a tad overwhelmed right now.
I still have to buy a refrigerator, a bed for the baby boy, and a desk for me. I just love being in debt up to my eyeballs. :hehe:
By the time I got home with the baby boy, I was exhausted. Completely wiped out. Iâ€™ll be in a meeting all day today, and then have a dinner meeting/social.
On this day, exactly five years ago at 12:41 pm the sweetest little baby boy in the whole wide world was born.
This was him then.
Of course, he lost all that beautiful red-gold hair (like his motherâ€™s) and it came back white blond (NOT like his motherâ€™s). He still has the pretty blue eyes and he has a great sense of humor (funniest line this year: â€œMom, you are so cracking me out of the side of my brain.â€). Heâ€™s a sweet, funny little boy who loves to act out the movie Zathura and prefers Tom & Jerry to just about any cartoon around. Heâ€™s a picky eater sometimes and then other times heâ€™ll eat me out of house and home. Thatâ€™s a boy for you. His favorite ice cream isÂ Starbuck’s Java Chip (mine, too!).Â He drives me crazy with the cat, mostly because the place is so small and he can find all of Sampsonâ€™s hiding places (most repeated line this year: â€œLeave the cat alone.â€)
I canâ€™t believe heâ€™s in kindergarten and reading and writing his name and doing easy math. Heâ€™s getting so big and heâ€™s so smart. He makes friends easily and heâ€™s very outgoing. Heâ€™ll walk right up to other kids, introduce himself, and ask what their name is. Heâ€™s amazing in every way.
Okay. Enough mushiness. Happy Birthday, Sweetie Boy!
Iâ€™m off to my day-long meetingâ€¦ and I have about 134098 things to do for the move. Where do I begin??